dont read me i will drive you crazy
i am neither sane nor i have lost my sanity
hey this psychotic world of mine
where i and my soul often dine
whispering words of our divine
incomprehensible to the other each and every line
Run, run away dont come near
self immolation is not for the weak to bear
sweat thus has to come in form of vapour
burnt minds of ours can never be your saviour
all your sensory organs work with your mind
and i belong to the world where everyone is blind
i can see what i can never get to
but you cant what you an always get to
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